Hi, dear readers! I beg you not to shoot me for starting this fic. I know I've got two more running, but I've got this mammoth sized case of writers block on "An Ominous Mind". I'm really sorry, and this is to make it up for you until I've eliminated that "little" problem. –glares at writers block-

Anyway… Here comes a little explanation about the fic. PLEASE READ THE NEXT PARAGRAPHS. It's important!

This fic is something I originally wrote for quizilla. There it's a BakuraxOC you-perspective romance series… If you could call it that, cuz for some reason there won't be much of that around… at least not in the first 20 chapters or so. (yes it's going to be very long)
I originally started to write this fic out of a single motivation: Frustration. I got really annoyed by some of the fics posted up there where Mary-Sueness and OOCness had taken over big time. I admit, they're fun to read, but it wasn't BakuraxOC anymore… more like OCxMary-Sue. (and sorry if you feel offended right now, it wasn't my meaning to do so)

So that was also my main goal with writing this. Writing a OCxBakura fanfic without OOCness and Mary-Sueness and with a decent plotline.

So please, if you find anything that triggers your Mary-Sue alarms, please tell me so in your review… (aka: send me some constructive criticism) Also if you think it's crap or rocks your socks… Tell me too!

Really I'm a donkey and reviews are like carrots. They motivate me to go on. –grins- The more carrots, the more I'll walk. No carrots means: I'll come to a complete donkey-like stubborn stop.

Please take note of that.

A last note is a thankyou-note. It's a note for the best beta I've ever had. (more like the only beta I've ever had, but nvm that… -shifty eyes-) It's a thankyou to Jessica! She saves this fic from total devastation, destruction and failure (aka Mary-Sue world) like three times a chapter.

Yeah, I'd so like to tell everyone I'm great and can write an OC story without a Mary-Sue as easily as I can forget things, but all fellow writers who have ever made up an OC too know that Mary-Sues are sneaky as hell and will pop out of anywhere. (omg, I don't want to imagine what I just said)

So thank you, my saviour! Thank you… -bows-

Prologue

Black clouds floated through the air, casting a depressing mist upon the earth.
Was it earth?

No-one knew.

No-one knew where this place came from, who had made it and who was the first one to be sent there.

Some say it was there just like the gods were there, created as a counterpart of the lands in which they placed men.

Others say it was created when they were created. The seven items of magic.

Seven items of peace.
Seven items of darkness.

Still…
No-one knew for sure.

The mist and shadows suddenly gave way to a black cloaked figure stepping forward.

The figure was small and held an ancient book covered in bloodstains.
It lay open on the first page.

He or she spoke, in a voice that sounded like it hadn't been used since the person had gotten there.

Probably millennia ago.

He or she started reading the book out loud.

Centuries ago, when Egypt was caught up in trouble and war and when Ra shone his golden rays upon the with thieves and traitors filled desert, there was one place isolated from all the rest.

This place seemed like a safe sanctuary for the people who lived there. Just normal people trying to live their lives, not bothered by things as war and the increasing taxes.

In this hidden place a girl, almost a woman, and her little brother lived.
Though the droughts slowly dehydrated their lands, they still managed to live a nice life.

A nice life that was about to be changed… dramatically.
For the better? Or for the worse?
Only her story can tell.

Her story, that has been lived through, ended once and forgotten.

A meaningless life among all those others.

The figure looked up from the book it held in its ivory white, skinny hands.
The words got muted by the thick mist, however they were still very audible to everyone they were meant for.

Though…
Now it will be pulled from the dust once more.

I, guardian of this realm, will once more tell you the story about her life.

The story about…

The Last Day

.o.O.0.O.o.

Chapter One

Tetien's return

She dropped a big pot in the sand and wiped little drops of sweat from her forehead. It was actually way too hot to get water, but she ran out early today. Her little brother had dropped half off it when he tripped over his sleeping mat.

She sighed. Having to fetch water on the middle of the day was not too healthy, but sitting at home without any, was even worse.

She filled the pot with water and then got on her way to the village.

It was small and actually nothing more than a collection of tiny huts that looked like someone dropped it there at random. Most villages and cities were located around the great river, but for some reason that one where this girl lived wasn't. It was once built long ago in a great oasis, with enough supplies, water and other stuff to live from. Because it was in the middle of nowhere, it mostly got overlooked by robbers, rich people who needed money and other unwanted visitors, but the oasis had dried up for some reason and now it took a walk to get the water.

Still, no-one thought of leaving. Heck, it was the most ideal place if you didn't have that much money and still wanted to live a reasonable life.

Finally she got at home. She held the pot with one hand against her waist and with the other she shoved away the curtain that marked the entrance of her house.

"Sisheri?" the girl asked.
"I'm here sis!"
She walked inside and put the pot down on the floor. Sisheri was sitting in the middle of the room and playing with a bird.
"What's that?" she asked while kneeling down next to him.
"He sat here sis, he can't fly anymore! Look, can you make him better?"
He handed her the little bird and looked at her with two big, brown eyes that were too cute to get ignored.
She looked at the creature for a while.
"It's only a little one, it isn't supposed to fly yet," she eventually said and she gave him the bird back.
"Oh... Can I keep it then?" he asked with his special, cute, I-can-make-my-sister-do-anything-look.
"Well..." she started to say.
"Please?" The eyes got even cuter.
"Alright then, but please be careful, Sisheri..." She sighed, a little concerned. The girl knew her little brother longer than that day and he was quite the klutz sometimes. It made looking after him kind of hard.

"Thank you!" he squealed, jumping around and making her feel sorry for the little animal in his hands.
"Oh and sis?" He suddenly stopped jumping.
"Yes, Sisheri?"
"There was a man here, asking for you," Sisheri told her while trying to feed the bird some bread.
"Oh, do you know where he went?" She asked.
"Yes, he said he would come back this afternoon and... Oh there he is!"

She turned to the door and saw a large man standing there. He looked pretty official.

"Good afternoon, what can I do for you, sir?" She asked while standing up.
"Good afternoon, I'm looking for the leader of this village and someone said he lives in this house," the man said.
"Well, they sent you to the right place, sir. I'm the leader of this village," She answered, smiling.
The man frowned. "But, I thought the leader's name was Sheri?"
"Yes, Sheri was my father sir, but after he passed away, he left me the village," She told him, while dragging the water pot into a corner.

"Wait... Wait..." the man suddenly mumbled. He looked up, recognition in his eyes.
"Are you Mekhare? Little Mekhare?"
"Yes, that's me... Hey, wait! Are you for an instance... Tetien?" Her eyes lit up too.
"Yes! But, what happened, I thought..." Tetien looked concerned.
"Mother and father passed away five years ago," Mekhare told him. "I've looked after Sisheri and the village ever since. But don't stand there, sit down!"
She directed him to the only chair in her house.

After they talked a bit, Tetien cleared his throat and leaned forward.
"Actually I came here to ask your father something, but you seem pretty grown up since the last time I saw you... so I shall ask you instead."
"Go ahead," she simply said.
"Well, when you father was still alive and the village his, he sometimes helped me with my business. He stored some goods for a while and then me and my comrades would pick it up later on and pay him for the service. This helped him to keep the village running."
Mekhare sat on the floor and stared in her glass of beer.
"So you want to stock some stuff in this village again?" she asked.

She remembered from when she was little that Tetien came over often and he and her father had long conversations. Later, Tetien would come back with lots of people in long cloaks and they would have horses with them with all kinds of things loaded on them. They hid them in the basement under the house and then went away. After a week, or sometimes longer, they came back and picked everything up again and they always brought things for your father. Mostly food or tools.
Even then she could sense that they were no honest people and she always heard her mother complaining when they were gone. About getting in trouble and stuff. But her father then said that the village couldn't survive without the food and stuff they got out of it and mother always gave in.

Tetien swirled his glass around and looked at the wall.
"Yeah, our other ally has been discovered, so If you want to... I don't want to force you into anything…"
Mekhare sighed. "Well, we could definitely use some help, since the oasis ran dry... It's difficult to bake bread if you have a hard time growing wheat. But I don't know... It's been peaceful over here and I don't like to get this whole village into trouble."

Tetien stood up.

"Well, I have a week to find a place for the goods, so I'll come back tomorrow. Please think about it."

Mekhare stared at the wall, in deep thought. "See you tomorrow, Tetien..." she muttered.
"See you tomorrow, Mekhare."

So that was it for the first chapter! Any comments, thoughts, or anything that pops up into your mind… Please tell me :D

(remember… I'm a donkey)